Today's OneWord: Earbuds

Walking down the street with my earbuds jammed so far into my canals that I think I'll go deaf before I hear the last symphony on my playlist. I'm drinking up the air like it's thick enough to be a milkshake, and my whole skeleton rattles from the external beat, resulting in a very internal rhythm. I think I'll swing by the bus stop and beg for change again, though not for a cigarette this time.